W.I. Stoneberger


Song - Poem by W.I. Stoneberger

Singing the song of ourselves,
we hear our own voices
coming back to us
- amplified echoing
increasing in power
ordinary no longer.

The chorus connects us.
The universal choir rises,
riding the air
that brings breath
to each of us
- entering exiting.

Each has a part to play.
None are excluded.
The melody is a merging of all,
meshing into more than any one

alone.


Comments about Song by W.I. Stoneberger

  • (3/7/2009 12:16:00 PM)

    well done my fellow, your poem it does make sense to me cos it both realistc and romantic simultaneously.I am over the world now in favour of yours. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 7, 2009



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